Lightning was a symbol

Of both energy and electricity

She was filled with the former

Until the latter brought her doom

A mansion appeared before her eyes

A Hustler in the Twenties, eyes set on gold

But the gold became tarnished when a man began to die

And this pretentious Professor fella just wouldn't let her save their friend!

Her fire became directed at him

Especially when she was told to enter a tube

Helpless, she could only pray to avoid death's hand

And when Eva opened the glass to let her fiery spirit reign free

She knew her spark wasn't going out so soon

The second time came when upstairs, she would go

Against the man she flirted with mere hours ago

(How did it seem like an eternity past already?)

It was a truly perverse experience

And when it came for their chance to opt for a death

She chose Matt, who tried to extinguish her flame

Joey chose GloZell, a friendship torn to shreds

But it was not the Professor's name who went in the Death Note

And when he complained she was alive

She defended her friend - he saved this douche's sorry rear-end! (He should be thankful)

Eventually, she was glad she had gone to Catholic school

When the clues took a suddenly religious turn

She never knew she would have to apply such knowledge

But when even Matt complimented her

She began to regain faith in humanity

Until he showed his true colours, just minutes later

He's not just arrogant, but a coward as well!

And when the Heiress fell in the exorcism

She was glad her friends began to see the truth as well

Hours went by, as they went from dolls and merpeople to war

She was to vote for the Journalist, the one who'd saved her life

As her name was drawn, her heart almost stopped

She betrayed her, what if I kill her with this?

Once again, she could only pray

For her friend's survival, and for her to never know

At last, she knew, the others were good at heart

And her heart grew in remorse

Maybe her aggression was too much for the passed

She let her golden heart shine through

And began the mutiny against Evil

To vote for herself, the rest followed in her footsteps

And with honour, they would flip a bird at the House

Her name was drawn, she bit back a cuss

Her honour was going to get her killed, she knew

Since Eva wasn't to save her life this time

Her hopes for leaving this cursed place alive were waning

She knew the Basement was a place of two deceased souls

Her heart ached, as either her or Oli was the next to go

She was called mad, and electric chairs were for the mad

And pain exploded, paralyzing her nerves…

Sorry I was a tad late, I forgot on this end and just focused on FFN… I'm a bad writer. #FML

DATE OF WRITING: 23 Jan 2020 (2040-2106)

DATE OF POSTING: 24 Jan 2020 (1254)